We are nearing the end of our week on Lake Lanier. The girls have had so much fun. Peyton has been able to sail his boat every day since we've been here. He even took her out in a BIG storm yesterday. I was very patient and calm while I waited on him to return. I have so much faith in him and that boat that I didn't worry at all. Sabrina and Samantha turned 8 on Tuesday. We had a birthday cake with an ocean/lake theme. Sabrina got a new tablet and Samantha got a bike. They each got Barbie dolls from countries that reminded me of their birth/names. Samantha, of course, got Ireland...her middle name. Sabrina got Argentina. It's a long way to get to the association if you aren't me, but for me, it's easy. Sabrina is named after Audrey Hepburn. My favorite Hepburn movie is Breakfast at Tiffany's. Holly Golightly wants to run off to Argentina to marry a billionaire rancher in the book/movie. Sabrina's name actually comes from the Hepburn/Bogart movie Sabrina. I am so excited to see the girls growing up. They are smart and sweet and they have the best sense of humor. It's a bit dry and serious like their dad's. They are the kids that you have to almost check yourself to make sure they are joking. Sometimes, you would never know....which makes it so much funnier if you know them. We went through a list of questions yesterday while we were out on the boat. Here are some of their answers.
What do you want to be when you grow up?
Sam: A vet Sabrina: I don't know yet. Why would I know that now? Destiny: FBI Forensic agent or forensic anthropologist Amelia: A dad.
How many kids are you going to have and what will they be? Sam: Three/Two boys and one girl
Sabrina: Four/two boys and two girls Amelia: Four/All girls Destiny: Two/one boy and one girl
So the potential, not including Michael's kids is that we will have 13 grandkids. Wow!!! That's a lot. Think about the way they might multiply when you decide the number of kids you are going to have.
Monday, July 1, 2013
Posted by Bobbie T at 22:06
Michael Madrie Tingle: Senior at Fayette High School. Class of 2012. Michael had his senior pictures taken a month or so ago. He is not driving yet, but it scares me to death when he leaves the house with his buddies who are driving. Michael is overall a good kid. He doesn't drink or smoke...at least not that I know of. All of his friends seem to play it pretty straight...at least the ones we have met. He works with his dad on occasion to make spending money. I was hoping he would save for a car and gave him a couple of hundred dollars towards that on his birthday, but I am pretty sure the money is long gone and none of it made it to the bank. Typical of most any 18 year old. I can't lie and say nice things just so we have a record of the happy times. The bad stuff is part of this family history too and I have to say that I am concerned that Michael will not make it to graduation. The past four years have been a real struggle. This happens at the beginning of every single year. He begins the year by failing math. Tutoring is offered and extra help is there, but he doesn't have the ambition it takes to reach out for it. Unfortunately for him, one class failed this time, means he won't have enough credits to graduate. I have tried to explain over and over again that being on the phone and skyping when you are supposed to be doing your homework or studying is not working for him. We've taken his internet access away and his phone away, but to no avail. It's tough to watch your kid make decisions that...although on the surface are minor...are effecting his future. He will not be allowed to go back to school next year if he fails this time. He will be 19 years old in August and it seems a bit weird to even imagine a 19 year old starting his senior year. The thing he would dread the most would be joining the military, but unfortunately for him, this is likely where he will end up. Michael is in a position to have a fantastic senior year, but the lack of effort that he is willing to put into it is astonishing. I've heard lots of parents say their kids are in the same shape, but I doubt those parents are the type to make them stand on their own two feet. I don't believe that Michael was grown the day he turned 18, but I do think that he is old enough to put forth whatever effort it takes to walk with his senior class. I refuse to check his grades online this year. It ruins everyone's night when I pull up a bunch of zeros and have to spend two hours discussing with Michael why he is not turning in his homework. His dad still looks at them once a week. He doesn't say anything to me right away, but I can always tell when he's seen something that he didn't want to see. Michael: If you are all grown up and reading these words, I hope you will realize that we loved you and we wanted the best for you. We did not want you to end up like so many kids from your generation, living in your parents basement when you are 30 because you aren't strong enough to make it on your own. I hope you have found your way to real happiness. To the 18 year old Michael: Do your homework and turn it in on time. We see the progress you have made, but this is down to the wire and it isn't enough if you have a 48 in Math.
Destiny Lynn Tingle: Age 11. Fifth Grade at Inman Elementary.
Destiny Lynn Tingle: Age 11. Fifth Grade at Inman Elementary.
Posted by Bobbie T at 22:02
We have a very busy weekend. I took two days off of work to spend with the kids. We're so busy at work that there won't be much time during the summer for one on one time with these little ones. I hate it that the past three summers have been so busy at DGF. On Thursday, Peyton had to work and it rained so we goofed off all day and didn't get a whole lot of anything accomplished. We did buy new beach towels and swim suits. On Friday we woke up bright and early and headed off to Six Flags. The girls really wanted to ride everything they were tall enough for, but once we were at the front of the line, they backed out. This happened over and over again. I try not to get frustrated over this type of thing, but when you wait in line for something you have no interest in riding only to have the person who asked you to wait with them, back out...again....it gets really frustrating. The good news is the lines were very short all day because of the threat of rain and the girls loved every minute of Skull Island. I don't see much of a point in taking them back to Six Flags this year when there is far more to do at Whitewater and they now have season passes to both. Maybe as the summer goes on, they'll change their minds. I loved all of the rollercoasters at their age. It surprises me so much to see them far apart at the thought of riding one. Destiny got to ride almost everything that she wanted to. She was finally tall enough to ride Goliath. The last time we were there she just barely failed to make the cutoff.
Posted by Bobbie T at 21:48